Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2012 21:20:11 -0700
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Russell The Red 13
Russell The Red
by: dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)
Dear Reader: The island of Paidi Nisi is also the title of another one of
my stories. That location and some of that story's protagonists have been
brought into this plot line. If you have not read Paidi Nisi or don't
remember much about it I hope the next part or two of Russell The Red,
stimulate your interest.
13: Paidi Nisi One
Paidi Nisi (Boy Island) is indeed a boy paradise. It is an all male
society, on a small, out of the way, Greek island. The organizational
model is along the old Greek lines of the gymnasium. The patriarchal
leaders of this society are the lovers Thanos and Dem. Thanos is a
shipping executive and Dem a physician. They have a covey of boys: three
biological sons, four adopted sons and one ward, between the ages of 17 and
13. A small group of tutors, guardians, coaches, security, medical staff
and the like, all live in a huge palace. Sepp Albrech and his graduate
students also live in the main house. The island comes equipped with
modern communications, airplanes, ships, boats, ATV's, bicycles, class
rooms, workshops and about anything a boy would ever want, except girls.
On Paidi Nisi clothing is optional and mostly ignored, except for uniforms
of duty, sports, safety equipment and the like. The boys live in a large
dorm, which is off limits to adults. The adults all have their own rooms,
which are off limits to boys, unless invited. Sex is freely exchanged
between any and all willing partners. The point to note is, freely
exchanged and willing. Each boy is expected to participate in every duty,
activity and sport to the best of his ability, including guest boys.
Academic studies are year around and all boys and men are encouraged to
take on hobbies or skill training, learning and doing are life long.
Sepp's graduate students are not into younger boys but do sexually interact
with the older three and many of the men.
Thanos is the fixed wing pilot/instructor and sea captain; Dem the helio
pilot/ instructor and paediatrician. All the boys are learning to fly and
many of the guardians are also pilots.
[Since so many new people will be interacting with Russ and Kos, the
following information may prove useful to the reader:
Anthanasius (Thanos) Papas -31- 6' 4'' (1.9 m) 80 kg (180
lbs) "Leader of the Pack", smart, black hair, blue eyes, swimmer's
body, very fit, strong and interested in doing everything. Fancies himself
as the new renaissance man. Shipping company executive.
Dinosthenis (Dem) Koronios, Medical Dr., boyhood friend/lover/life partner
of Thanos, boys call him dad or Dem. He is 31, 1.55 m (5'11") 82
kg (l85 lbs), black curly hair, brown eyes, dark complexion, he looks very
Greek. Likes sports and classical music.
The Brothers:
Yannie (John) Papas, 17 one of Thanos' biological sons, the literary and
artistic one, just under 6' tall and 56 kg (125± lbs), straight brown hair
that gets a reddish highlight in the sun, brown eyes, almost hairless body,
medium complexion, roundish face, thick eyebrows, strong nose. Favourite
sport sailing. He thinks he wants to be a writer or reporter. Mother's
name is Phaedra and step father Mat
Konstantinos (Constantine) called Kon, Papas, 15, adopted Greek boy, is
blond and blue eyed, from the north of Greece; he too has a round face and
strong nose, he is over 2 m (6'5") and still growing, weight 45 kg (100
lbs). The boy is very thin and very strong. Major activity is swimming.
For his age he has powerful shoulders and the cutest little bubble butt; he
tans very dark and his blond hair gets almost white in the sun.
Iason (Jason) Papas, 15, adopted Greek boy, has brown hair, medium
complexion, hazel eyes; he is solidly built, still short, only 1.6 m
(5' 4" ), 54 kg, (120 lbs) but still growing. He likes contact and
team sports, is the quietest of the boys, but already displays strong
natural leadership skills.
Photois (light) Papas, 17, hobby is photography, likes the girls at least
Jytte, his Danish girlfriend. Strong in math and science, a little
introverted and camera shy.
Spiros Papas, 17, best with money. His maternal grandparents are almost as
rich as the Papas'. Spiros is very fond of his Uncle Thomas, Thanos' older
brother. Spiros is average in height and build. Brown eyes and brown
hair. He has a triangular shaped face and smiles and laughs easily and it
seems smiles all the time. He is always making jokes and small pranks.
Sevastian (Sebastian) called Seb Papas, 13, adopted Russian orphan, keen
sense of humour and devilish streak. Starved for adult human physical
contact, likes physical contact with any male for that matter. Picks up
social signals easily and has a great deal of compassion and empathy for
others. He is very blond with blue gray eyes, thin and very well endowed
for a boy.
Maksimilian (Maximilian) called Max Papas, 13, adopted Russian orphan, he
is sensitive to the feelings of others, starved for male affection from
father figure. He is tall for his age, very strong, yellow blond with very
blue eyes and a few freckles on his nose and cheeks.
Stators Yanopaplouis Jr. from Nafpllon, Greece,18. He is an apprentice
seaman/officer and a ward of Spriodon Papas the company's Board Chair.
Stators has a dark complexion, and is black haired, smooth skinned, medium
build, a genius at scheduling. He is serving his apprenticeship with the
Papas grandsons and is treated as an adopted child by Dem and Thanos,
except he does have some corporate duties, mostly assisting Thanos, and he
is paid.
All the boys are well educated, encouraged to take part in all kinds of
sports, including martial arts. The boys are all bisexual or probably are,
although most have no female experience except Photois.]
I couldn't believe Athens, it is a fabulous place, at least it was
for me. I love the food and the music too. Mom and Kos and I visited all
the usual tourist places, we spent most of one day scrambling over the
Acropolis, a big hill with the Parthenon and other temples on it. It is
quite a complex, even if it is under reconstruction. We walked from the
Temple of Olympian Zeus at Vasilissis Olgas Avenue, along or under the
southern slopes of the Acropolis near the Plaka and came out just outside
the Temple of Hephaestus in Theseum. This route provided us views of the
Parthenon and the Agora (the meeting point of ancient Athenians). As I
said, we then went up on the Acropolis. Mom and I were taking pictures but
Kos was sketching like mad. It just seemed every place we turned was
something for him to draw. He also had me take a lot of pictures, from his
point of view. We spent a whole day at the National Archaeological Museum
and another going from church to church and gardens to schools and so on.
In the Ancient Agora mom seemed thrilled to be standing in the very spot
Socrates stood. I was too. I also was impressed by the changing of the
guard at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. The guards dress in funny skirts
with long stockings and tight fitting jackets. Kos told me the skirts,
which are quite short and made of hundreds of pleats, are called kilts.
The also have wooden shoes with metal on the bottom, which make a lot of
noise.
Dr. Koronios met us at the hospital, where he runs a clinic, and I spent
the morning doing all kinds of tests. I sure like him. He is just like
Sepp described. Handsome and tall, slim and very fit. He has dark hair
and eyes and an infectious laugh. He speaks English with a kind of cute
accent but seems to know all the latest slang. I guess his sons keep him
informed and up to date. While I was being poked, prodded, x-rayed and
bled, he sent Kos and mom over to the offices of Papas Shipping, to visit
with his life partner Thanos Papas and learn a bit more about the island we
will be visiting.
The only problem I have is the heat. It is just way too hot in Athens in
the summer for me; it was 40 C, that afternoon. Dem, that is what he told
me to call him, said it would be that hot or hotter on the island, in the
afternoon; with the sea never more than a few hundred meters from you,
swimming is always an option. I guess mom talked to Professor Albrech on
the phone too, so she seemed easy with leaving Kos and I there for a week
of fun. Little did she know what kind of fun all of us boys had in mind.
Kos and I have been e-mailing the Papas brothers for weeks now. Boy sex is
the order to the day and from the photographs they emailed us, one it will
be easy to carry out.
That afternoon Kos and I took mom to the airport in a taxi and dropped off
our stuff at the business aircraft centre. God am I glad I have a real
family. I'm even more glad that family includes lots of sex with my
brother but even if it didn't have any, I would be glad.
I know I haven't mentioned Sheila or my other friends back home. I am
sending lots of emails and pictures home, all the time. Sheila misses me
and I miss her too. Photois, one of the Papas brothers, has a girlfriend
in Denmark. He told me you get accustomed to being separated and him being
older, gets compensated very well, whenever they do have a chance to
physically get together.
We met up with Dem and Thanos in the lobby of Papas Shipping and headed out
for some food. One of the brothers was also in town visiting his
grandparents, his name is Jason (Iason in Greek), and he was already at
their home. Dem warned us, Jason is the family organizer and be prepared
to be organized or perhaps Jasonized. Their body guard and driver is named
Paul (Pavlos in Greek). He is a huge man and very military but he has the
softest smile and sweetest voice imaginable, at least when he talks to me.
We were guests at the Koronios home and when Dem explained that our mother
was a teaching colleague of Professor Albrech and that we had been in
Athens for several days sight seeing; Mrs. Koronois went into grandmother
mode. You didn't need to speak Greek, to understand her
admonishing Dem and Thanos for not giving her a chance to meet our mother
and personally take us around Athens. Jason just rolled his eyes when she
started in on them. He told us, grandmother Papas would do the same thing
when she arrived, which would be shortly, since they lived in the next
house.
He then told Kos, that since he was under 30, she would treat him as a boy
and not to be offended. Kos laughed, "I think all grandmothers learn from
the same book; ours are no different, are they Russ?" I sure like Jason
but I knew I would from our emails. It was like we already had met and
played together. He is older than me but that didn't seem to matter to
him. I think having younger brothers my age, makes the difference. I am
really looking forward to meeting Max and Seb, those same younger brothers.
No one said anything to me but Kon, Max and Seb are all blond and blue
eyed, so I figured they must be adopted like me.
When I addressed Mr. Koronios as Mr. Koronios, he looked around and under
the table and behind the door. I was gobsmacked. "Oh you must mean me
Russell. Please call me grandfather." Then he kissed my head and smiled.
I asked some questions and he sat down and told me a long involved story,
about his sons getting into all kinds of mischief when they were boys.
This perked Jason's interest and he came close. "That is called an Acacia
tree. Most have thorns but not this variety. My sons, think Spirodon,
that's Thanos' father and I didn't know about how they
would sneak out of their bedrooms and visit each other, using that Acacia
tree as their ladder, but we knew. They had got into much trouble and both
boys were grounded, for a very long time. Even in those days they were in
love. They didn't think we knew that either. Sometimes boys, even very
intelligent ones, don't realize just how savvy their fathers are."
Then he turned to Kos. "Kosmos that is a Greek name and spelled the Greek
way but you are not Greek?"
"No, ah grandfather," The old man smiled. "My mother is a professor of
classical studies, at the university."
"Ah yes, that explains it. I knew she was a colleague of Professor
Albrech. Ah yes, makes most sense." Then he put his hands loosely over
Jason's ears. "My sons think Spiros and I don't know how they have
organized their little island society. I hope you two are ready for it?"
"Yes grandfather and looking forward as well," I answered. He held his
finger to his lips to indicate silence and nothing more was said on that
topic. Later Jason told me that his dads had no idea just how liberal his
grandfathers are and they are forbidden from telling them.
I told him about my dad finding Kos and I naked in bed and just smiling.
"The four of us younger brothers were orphans and we don't really remember
having mothers. Are they that different from fathers?" Jason was
deadly serious in his question. I guess they know grandmothers but never
having lived with a mother, since a very small child, it is a logical
question.
"Yes, mothers are, well mothers. They love us but being women have a
different agenda then men. Mothers just seem to be more concerned with
behaviour and manners and being polite and they want to talk about
everything and know about how you feel about stuff and things like that. I
think our mother knows Kos and I are a little closer than normal brothers
but she never said anything. I guess because we are all right with it and
keep it quiet, so will she. But not all moms are like that, some will just
rag on you for weeks when you screw up or do stuff they don't approve of.
I see that in my friends."
Jason nodded and said, "Yes I see that in Yannie, Spiros and Photois'
mothers. It drives Yannie especially hard."
After dinner we packed up and headed for the airport. Paul was also our
driver. I wanted to sit up front with him but Jason said not possible, the
boys had to stay in the back behind the bullet proof windows and doors.
"Ever since those people tried to kidnap Yannie, they have clamped down on
security around here, big time." I don't think he was all that keen on
this himself but I guess you also get some idea of how important they think
you are."
What Jason didn't say, on that day, when the attempted kidnapping took
place, it was Paul that shot and killed one of the kidnappers. The fellow
made the mistake of picking up a firearm, while Paul had a bead on him.
One shot right between the eyes. Jason didn't know that Paul was so
horrified by that act, he barfed immediately. But what everyone now knows,
the guardians of Paidi Nisi take their job very seriously and love their
charges more than words can adequately describe.
Before we left for the airport, Jason gave Kos and I some jean shorts,
white stretchy thongs and tee shirts to wear. They were exactly like his.
The Tee shirts were white with a blue design and Greek letters, that
spelled Paidi Nisi (Boy Island), he told us. The island was indicated by
blue lines that went from the front around the right side and onto the
back. It showed a map of the place but with no labels. I noticed that
everyone else had also changed into the same get up. I was sure impressed
at how well the shorts fit me and Kos too. They had a much shorter inseam
than I am accustomed to and were just right across my bubble butt. In
fact, I looked quite sexy in them; so did Kos. Well, the others were sexy
too. Jason's were so tight, I thought I could see every little line of his
penis, when he sat down and spread his legs, as he seems to do when ever he
sits. The Tee shirts were tight and clung to our bodies, so you could see
our nipples and any muscles that were developed. Kos has real nice
pectorals and his abdominals show about six rolls or ribs. Me, I'm just a
boy, smooth as silk, even my butt, which everyone seemed to feel the need
to pat. I like pats.
Everyone else had some kind of uniform: the nurses, Thanos, Dem and even
Paul. That is when I noticed his big fat sidearm, in his Western North
American style, holster. I guess my eyes were as big as silver dollars,
when I saw it. Jason told me Paul and the other guardians have shoulder
holsters under their sport coats but since we were now in island uniform,
he goes cowboy."
Thanos was explaining that under normal circumstances he would be flying
his Cessna 195 B. Since it only seats 5, he was using his Cessna 208 Super
Caravan, which seats 14.
The island has several fixed wing aircraft, the one Thanos likes to fly the
most is an old Cessna 195 B, it is a classic tail dragger, with a large
cowling over its radial engine. Unfortunately it will not take everyone,
for it only has seating for five with the pilot. The finish is polished
Aluminum, with light blue trim. It first appeared in 1938 and this one was
built in the mid 1950's and has been completely refitted. The original
Jacobs radial engine is now fuel injected, it exceeds the original
carbonated? 275 hp power plant it came with. It cruises at ±150 knots
which is 65% power and has a maximum range of 575 nautical miles. This
aircraft is a joy to fly. Thanos has outfitted it with every modern gadget
it is capable of using, including state of the art navigation. He has
floats for it, although he usually uses it in wheel mode. The 195 could be
retrofitted with a turbo engine, but Thanos likes the sound of the big
radial.
I was just thrilled to be sitting up front in the copilot's seat. It is so
cool. The Caravan is a single engine, three blade turbo prop. The sign
said, "Powered by Pratt and Whitney". This one had 8 seats in two single
rows, plus two in the cockpit. It is a wing over design so everyone gets a
good view out of the windows. I immediately realized the wing shape, or
airfoil, was designed for high lift capability, so the take off and landing
space is short. I don't know exactly how I knew this but I did. Looking
at it, was just like looking at bridge spans on the computer, just covered
that's all. I just seemed to understand the math and physics that I had
read about, in dad's books. Physics is lots of fun and I just seem to
understand it. Dem and Kos were sitting right behind us and Jason, the
nurses and Paul, behind them.
What Red did not see was how Dem, Jason and Kos were beginning to play grab
ass and crotch feel. The 208 cruises at 184 knots/hr or 314 km/hr; that is
quick but not exceptional. In fact only a little quicker than the 195.
Once Thanos left the Athens International's control space, he set the
autopilot. This gave him a chance to explain some of the controls and
instruments to Russ. Thanos gave a medium altitude, spiral fly over the
island, so Red and Kos could get a feel for their new, temporary home.
I could see the main house, which looked huge, the roof had lots of
antennas and radar domes, the harbour with the yacht Aphrodite, several
cruisers and sail boats, and a fleet of smaller craft tied up, the
airstrip, a number of smaller buildings and the archeological dig on the
other side of the island. The dig was covered by a large tan canvas so you
couldn't see the digging, just where it was. The centre of the
island is a range of low hills with a few sheep and goats, lots of beaches,
some with sand dunes. The white buildings stood out against the yellowish
soil and blue sea. Narrow, gravel paths went everywhere and one circled
the whole island. This was almost a magical view for me and I think Kos
too."
If these Papas boys are as sexed up as Kos and Russ, which their emails
seemed to indicate, this would be a week, neither of them would ever forget
and one they may very well, want to extend.
The 208 came to a smooth but abrupt halt, in a massive cloud of yellowish
dust, before the hangers, on the edge of the runway. All seven remaining
brothers and several security men rushed forward, with bicycles and quads,
as Paul opened the hatch. He immediately went around the other side to
assist unloading the freight into the quads, while the nurses and Dem
departed on bicycles. The Caravan has a large cargo bay slung below the
body, as well as storage in the tail section. Jason joined his seven
brothers in the mob action, and greetings of the visitors. It was one
thing to see photographs of Russ with his bright red hair and another to
have that novelty alive and standing before you.
This was so cool. I mean everyone wanted to touch my hair and kiss me,
well Kos too but not touch his hair. I guess it is a Greek thing, kissing
cheeks and stuff, all the time. I noticed that Max and Seb, they are my
age, kissed me more on the mouth but that's okay. After having exchanged
emails and phone calls for weeks now, we knew each other reasonably well
already.
When we got to the big house the boys all insisted that Kos' and my
luggage be taken to their room and a couple of them did just that, Photois
and Yannie I think. After showing us around we all assembled in the dining
area, behind the kitchen. It is kind of a gazebo place with grape vines
growing all around. The place was utter chaos, everyone running this way
and that, shouting in Greek and English and German and I think some Russian
too. Anyway Dem tapped his pen on a water tumbler and got everyone sitting
down. The graduate students and professor Albrech, all the boys, their
dads and about 10 other men, Paul among them. Once Dem got us all quiet,
he asked Kos and I to stand and introduce ourselves and reminded everyone,
that while we were visiting the language of island was to be English.
Since we were only here a week, we could not possibly learn enough polite
Greek. That got everyone laughing, including us. Everyone else followed
with the introductions, so we had some idea of who they were and what they
did.
The chef came out and passed around cold beer to everyone, even us boys.
It was Dutch beer, a gift from one of Thanos' business partners in the
Netherlands. I am told Greek beer is also very good. I still don't much
like any of the stuff. After we did the brief name, rank and serial number
bit, Jason lead a toast to us. Thanos and Dem talked a bit and professor
Albrech outlined his work and invited all of us boys to help at the dig,
since he had made, just that afternoon, an important discovery.
"Kos, I know you will be more than interested in what we have found. I
think your artistic skills and Photois' camera will be very important over
the next few days," Albrech said.
Thanos was about to show us our room when Jason informed him we had elected
to stay with the brothers in the dorm. I think he was about to say
something but Dem gave him the kind of look mom gives dad and he relented.
I know he was concerned that we were not really asked, but as I said, we
had exchanged so many long emails, it was all right with us.
You, the reader, know that Red and Kos were not asked directly but you also
know they would never refuse a chance to mingle, with all this super sexy
boy flesh, either.
Everything, well almost everything, on Boy Island is done by the residents
and every resident is expected to take part in the doing, except the
archeologists. Jason explained that to us and showed us the job assignment
board for the week. Kos and I were being added in for the last 4 days of
our projected stay. The dorm room was something else. It is huge, with a
monster flat panel TV. Each boy has his own bed, locker, computer and
desk. Each sleeping station, as it were, has the name of it's owner in
Greek above it. By the time we got that far on the tour, someone had put
little paper notes next to each name plate in English. We had seen the
room, or bits of it anyway, on the web cam shots, when we were chatting but
that didn't even begin to tell the story. Over on the end, with
the TV, were sofas and overstuffed chairs, coffee tables and the like.
The place was very neat and clean. It was almost military in atmosphere
but still very relaxed too. The walls were decorated with rock and sports
posters and lots of great photographs. The first thing they told us, when
we came in, was no adults are allowed in here, except on official business,
like to repair or clean. The boys were not permitted to invite adults into
the dorm for sex. They could have sex with adults all they wanted but not
in this room. They could only go into an adult's room by invitation. The
only exception was dad and dad's bedroom, but the dads never had sex with
them in the dorm room.
Kos was curious about how so many boys could properly interact on a
father/son basis. I don't think he got a real answer to that, since I
don't think any of them understood what he wanted to know.
Anyway our luggage was placed in the far corner of the room. Kos and I
were shown where the uniforms were kept and how to find what we needed.
At first I did a quick bed count 8, with 10 of us in the room. Before I
could ask, Jason produced a jar, a ceramic pot and asked Kos and I to pick
a chit. They were poker chips with Greek Letters on them. It turned out
each brother had a chit with his initials on, in the jar. I drew Max and
Kos drew Spiros. Jason announced who our bed partners were for the night.
"You don't have to sleep with that person, if you don't want to."
"Wouldn't that displace someone from his bed," Kos inquired?
"Not likely, at best only 4 or 5 are ever occupied anyway, we share
everything freely," he replied.
Max came over and took my hand leading me away. I wanted Kos but I guess I
need to be with others too. He lead me over to his sleeping place and we
sat and talked a bit. I know everyone wanted in on the act but they were
polite. Everyone was quickly grouped up in twos and threes. Max explained
how things worked, he was very polite and very kind. We already knew, all
ten of us were into boys and men. The only man on the island that would
not have sex with us was the chef. He never had sex with anyone and Elias,
he was Stavors' declared and could only have sex with another boy if
Stavors approved but Stavors could only have sex with another man, if he
approved. The dad's were excepted.
In no time at all we were all laughing and joking and having a good time.
Somehow Max and I got naked. I was sure impressed by his body and the size
of his endowments. That is when he told me, "in this family, no is no, and
no questions or hard feelings, ever." I think I liked that idea; it is
comforting to know. If you don't want some kind of sexual attention, you
just say no thanks and that is that. He assured me it is completely
respected too. I wasn't to sure how this sex stuff was going to play out,
with all ten of us doing things, all at the same time.
Max showed me the bathroom and we got ready for bed. We cleaned ourselves
internally and externally, brushed our teeth and things like that. We were
all naked now, getting ready for lights out. Kon, he is the same age as
Jason but way over 6 feet tall, with a long thin cock and very thin body,
came over and kissed Max and me, saying good night and thanking me for
visiting. He want around the room kissing everyone and vanished out the
door. Max told me it was his turn to sleep with the dads. I asked what
would have happened if Kos or I had drawn his chip. Max told me he would
have drawn another chip to select his replacement. That was just how stuff
worked. It seemed to me that it was fair and simple. I guess if you share
everything, including your love and your affection, things can run. Max
told me, that their dads treated everyone evenly and fairly but if someone
needed a little extra, he got it but never at someone else's expense.
He told me, when he and Seb came from the orphanages to the island, it was
quite an adventure and never for one minute did they ever feel anything but
total acceptance. When he explained how the dads, guardians and brothers,
foiled kidnap attempts, that even made the international news, he knew he
had a real family again.
Max and I made love that night. I had thought only Kos and I and maybe
Eric could make sex into something more than just sharing pleasure but he
showed me how. Wow! All the Papas boys were like that. I wasn't sure at
first but it was soon obvious, they all wanted to share with Kos and I. I
mean for all of us lust was just not important, Kos and I had all the sex
either of us could ever want and so did these boys. When we shared with
each other, it was from a desire to do that, share the emotions and the
feelings of giving and receiving pleasure, forming a bond between the
participants. I know I didn't think I had much to learn about boy sex, but
I sure got an education and it started with Max.
He was so kind and so gentle and so perceptive, that first night felt as
comfortable as a year with Kos. He knew just how to judge my reactions, my
pleasure was always being maximized, be it top, bottom or side by side and
we did it all. During the night Seb and Jason joined us. We all woke up
in the morning, in a boy tangle. When I looked over, Kos was in the same
situation, with Photois, Stavors, Yannie and Spiros.